Page 123 of Crave Me

Another blast of heat touched me, causing stars to dance across my vision.

No, not stars.

Nyx.

My lips parted as she lit up the dark space with a flash of golden magic, her fury wild and palpable and borderline terrifying.

A chill of power followed, the source coming from deeper in the tunnel.How did I end up down here?I marveled, my mind lacking the answer.

I was naked.

Weak.

And curled up on the dirty floor.

What the fuck happened?

Klas shot you with the same kind of bullet that he’d used on me,Nyx snarled.And I am really tired ofguns.

Her golden magic flickered through the tunnel, followed by the sounds of metal bending and snapping.

No. More. Shooting. At. Me.The anger in her mental voice had my heart skipping several beats. It didn’t sound like her at all. She sounded almost possessed. Borderline enraged.

And her snarl confirmed it.

She created a whip of power that sliced right through three of her attackers. Their heads fell to the floor in an anticlimactic thud, followed by their bodies.

But Nyx didn’t even look at them, her focus on the others.

She started counting in her head as she dropped each one of them to the floor in a similar fashion until only two of them were left.

Paxton and Klas.

I frowned, the memory of hearing them in my room tickling my thoughts.

And something about an injection.

I don’t think he shot me,I said slowly, my brow furrowing.He… he injected me with something.

Nyx didn’t seem to hear me, her ferocity focused entirely on the two men.

“If you kill him, you’ll hurt Fallon,” someone said.Nox.

I frowned.When did he get here?I glanced around for him and gaped at the crowd behind Nyx. She’d brought an army down here, yet it seemed none of them were needed.

“It’s okay,” Fallon said, her gaze narrowed. “He deserves to die.”

“It’ll fracture your mate bond,” Nox whispered.

“I would rather go insane than remain mated to him,” she replied.

“You always were a cunt,” Klas snapped.

“Quiet.” Nyx wrapped her golden whip around his neck with the word and squeezed.

The mercenary’s eyes went wide, like he was shocked she wanted to kill him. Or perhaps that she even could. But she’d just slaughtered half a dozen people without blinking.

I need to know what he injected me with, I told her.